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Beginner RP - Evanfardreamer

NBP #1
Ranger San Sū-kagetsu and Gamma

The gardens were always charged at dawn, in anticipation of the morning dew. There was always a peaceful expectance, a holding of the breath, that was electrifying and relaxing all in the same moment. The morning scents from the myriad grass pokemon, and the buzz of the Combee as they began their morning rounds for their respective Vespiquen, added an additional layer of activity as it felt that the whole world was waking up.

It was really too bad that San hated mornings.

San trudged up the hill leading to the entrance of the gardens, Gamma having refused to carry him so that he could wake up and be an actual ranger. Many times San had pretended to fall or be out of breath, hoping Gamma would carry him, to no avail, and at this point it was easier to just keep walking. This run wasn't supposed to last too terribly long anyways- someone had wanted to try the park out for the first time, and while San was excited for them, why did the Park office choose such an ungodly hour to set them up? San would have to make sure to file for later excursions later on; he wanted more time to wake up to the new Celestial Conflict game he'd taken an interest in.

Soon they reached the true opening to the Gardens: a painted white arch, laden with flowers put there by Bellossom and Roselia, which tended the gardens in their spare time. The natural beauty of the gardens was apparent here, with flowers and ivy being abundant, and the grass green and blue, laden with the sweat of the morning as the sun peaked the horizon. It was here that San would either find the trainer waiting, which would mean scoldings from Gamma, or here that he would wait to begin. Maybe he could get a nap in...

The ranger and his responsible friend are waiting only a minute or two before they hear the scuff of sneakers on the path below. A young man climbs into view wearing khaki pants, a dark green t-shirt and dark blue windbreaker. He also carries a bright blue backpack with a worn bedroll lashed to it.At his heels is a sure-footed Arcanine making almost no noise, eyes bright and jaw open in a very doggy grin. Its cream colored ruff billows as it walks, and its gaze darts about at every new smell and sound.

Evan waves when he catches sight of a man and a large, white quadruped. He is only a little out of breath when he reaches the pair and the ornate gateway. “Good morning!” he says cheerfully and sticks his hand out to shake. “I’m Evan, and this is Legend. I hope you’re the ranger I’m supposed to be meeting, this little Park map was a bit hard to read.” He realizes he's starting to chatter through nerves and stops himself from continuing.

San normally would've noticed how well prepared his new acquaintance was; his attire was perfect for the slightly chilly and possibly windy mornings of the gardens, and it looked as if he had packed perfectly for the occasion. The only thing San would've liked more of would be bright colors. However, there were more pressing matters at hand, ones that might end up fixing that issue.

PUPPER.

Evan introduced himself, and San awoke from his daze staring at Legend. "Yeah, I'm San, and this is Gamma. Nice to meet you Evan, you're right on time. I'll be taking you through the Gardens this morning." San began to recite what he had memorized; where they'd be going, and pulled out his map to show exactly which direction (and helped Evan get his bearings).

Before they set out, however, San's gaze was again drawn by the fluff of red and orange, and he couldn't resist himself. "Also, I have to say, Legend is absolutely adorable," he said, hoping to make it obvious that he was a huge fan of cute quadrupeds. And then, turning on his heels, he started walking into the Gardens, adding "Just make sure he doesn't burn the park down and we'll have a great time!"

Evan blanches a bit at the last comment. "I, uh," he starts. "Of course we wouldn't do that." He looks beyond the gate at the rolling meadows and vibrant greenery. After their guide takes a few steps down the path, Evan turns to his Arcanine. "It looks pretty green and healthy, out there, but let's make sure to be careful," he says in a quiet voice. As he turns back to follow the ranger, the flowers around the gateway catch his eye. Leaning closer to a gorgeous white blossom, he notices a sticky residue around the thorns on its stem - a subtle reminder of the danger behind such beauty.

He shakes his head slightly and follows the trail. “I’m sorry, Ranger San. I have to say I don’t really know what to expect from a tour of this place. One of my friends – well, one of my coworkers had a few of the brochures about this island. Most of what I remember is there are more Pokemon than this island can support, but not so many that you need to relocate them. Is there anything in particular I need to be careful about? Other than fire?”

San had to think a moment for that question. "I don't necessarily think so; this time of morning, the worst you could come upon is a Vespiquen hive, and we're mostly on the other side of the gardens from those. The Flying types'll just be getting up about this time, but if we don't disturb their nests we'll be fine, and the Poison types will probably just be waking up around the time this run is over. Can you think of anything else, Gamma?" Gamma paused, gathering his knowledge of the Ranger master list of Pokemon. About 2 years ago, a Fossil Pokemon known as Cradily was spotted here, but they don't typically go after humans. I also doubt he'd find your dog friend very appetizing either. San hoped Evan wasn't taken too aback by the projected telepathy in his head, and flashed Evan a wide grin as they continued their slow walk into the garden proper.

The walk was slow but pleasant. The natural aroma, boosted by the careful tending of the Grass Pokemon that proliferated through the Gardens, was as relaxing and intoxicating as could be. San almost felt himself falling asleep on multiple occasions, until his mind quickly reminded him he was on Rangering duty.

Suddenly though, one of the bushes near Legend began rustling, and the whole party came to a grinding halt. San nearly jumped from one of his almost-sleepful reveries as he put a finger over his mouth, motioning to Evan and whispered, "Oooo nice. There's probably a Pokemon in there! Wanna find out what it is, or keep walking deeper?"

Evan had no trouble following along with the ranger’s descriptions, and then a cold voice spoke in his head. His only prior experience with psychic powers had been a remarkable Pokemon who could impress its feelings upon others. The projected thoughts were surprising, but he did his best not to react.

He did so well, in fact, that he was truly startled when Legend suddenly reacted behind him. The canine turned to the side and froze with its snout pointing at a leafy pathside bush. Arcanine braced its paws wide apart in case it needed to lunge, and a low growl started in its throat.

“Steady, boy.” Evan slowly pulled a battered red Pokedex from his knee pocket. The device was hinged along one side and opened like a book, with a small screen and some buttons on the inside. ‘Scanning for Pokemon,’ a tinny voice said as he pointed it at the bush.

Evan seemed to want to stop, as he pulled out his bright red Pokedex and began scanning the bush. It looked, however, like Legend had gotten too close, as a small white and orange paw reached out towards Legend's nose, claws bared and ready to get a surprise attack off against the morning intruders. San remarked at Legend's quick reflexes, however, as he pranced backwards, avoiding the blow that most likely would not have been a very pleasant time for a canine that relied on smell.

With that danger out of the way, San looked over at their quarry. Bright tufts of orange and white streaked in zags, as the Shiny Zigzagoon bared its teeth and exited the bush where Legend had been moments before. Angry at our intrusion, and ready to defend its nest, Zigzagoon snarled at us, and especially at Legend.

San sighed. This wasn't exactly an unwelcome encounter, but upsetting the wildlife wasn't necessarily what San had wanted to do this morning either. "Welp, Evan, doesn't look like we'll be getting out of here without dealing with this little one first. Take it away friend." San then plopped himself down, Gamma in tow, on a rock a meter or two away and watched Evan intently, waiting to see how his new friend would react.

After the initial swipe, Legend looked more curious than worried. The opposing Zigzagoon growled as fiercely as its small body could, and Evan expected if they tried to leave it would attack them. Evan had caught a Zigzagoon months ago, naming it Smokey and training it to find lost items. This one looked much less friendly.

“Okay, Legend, we’re the interlopers here. For all we know it has kits under that bush. Let’s show it that it’s a bad idea to attack us, but try not to hurt it too badly. Run circles around it with Agility, then send it tumbling with Extremespeed!”

Arcanine nodded and then blurred to the left. Powerful legs churning the soft soil, he zipped faster and faster around the bush and the territorial Zigzagoon. Without warning, Legend changed one circuit into a direct line, trying to clip it as he leapt over the furry foe, then circling back towards Evan and the guides.
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San was proud at how Evan appraised the situation, trying to scare off or intimidate the Zigzagoon rather than brute force his way past it. And it seemed to be working, too; the Zigzagoon had been very confident in its initial surprise attack, but as Legend started his attack, Zigzagoon looked less sure of itself. Trying to follow Legend's path was proving difficult for it as well; however, when Legend turned on a dime to attack, Zigzagoon took advantage of the small window before Legend hit it, throwing the sand it had been clenching in its claws directly at Legend's eyes. Legend was able to react once again, however, narrowly missing most of the sand that most certainly would've blinded it, turning it into a small annoyance.

San noticed that the Zigzagoon had given up completely on following Legend with sight; instead, it had turned to its powerful nose to make certain it hit the intruder. He chuckled; the resourcefulness of the wildlife in the Park never ceased to amaze him. Now it was Evan's turn to be resourceful; this foe was more resilient than it looked, and Legend was definitely hurting from that last attack.

Evan bit back a cry as his partner took part of a faceful of sand. He had a canteen of water that would help wash away the grit, but first the Zigzagoon needed to be dealt with. “It looks like we can’t go easy on this one, Legend. You’re bigger and faster – give it a stare-down and then smash it like a rock!”

Arcanine tossed his head, trying to dislodge the worst of the grit. He never took his eyes off the foe – leering at it with bared fangs, fire beginning to smoulder in its ferocious maw. Without blinking, he leapt in an arc towards the Zigzagoon, using the full force of his speed and weight behind his extended front paws.